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“Although it seems rough at our edges, family still lies stronger than any other bonds. It is why we are not as fickle as humans who hold no sense of such.”

#main .#>: (#p robabl y #dash .

noahwisely replied to your post ““What horrendous ideology leads to such idiotic choices in life? Does...”

when even lulu decides to speak up #woah

Only when people don’t think of their actions against the family.

#noahwisely #>: (#put up ur fists wisely

“What horrendous ideology leads to such idiotic choices in life? Does one not learn from past mistakes - evidently not in this case.”

#main .#s m h #terrible #dash .

Road, in front of a broken coffee maker: Who broke it?

All the Noahs:

Road: I'm not mad, I just wanna know.

Feedler: ... I did. I broke it —

Road: No, no you didn’t. Wisely?

Wisely: Don't look at me... look at the carbon copy.

Tyki: What? I didn't break it.

Wisely: Huh, that's weird. How'd you even know it was broken?

Tyki: Because it's sitting right in front of us... and it's BROKEN.

Wisely: Suspicious.

Tyki: No, it's not!

Lulubell: If it matters, probably not, but Jasdevi were the last to use it...

Jasdevi: Liar! We don't even drink that crap!

Lulubell: Oh, really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?

Jasdevi: We use the wooden stirrers to push back our cuticles! Everyone knows that, Lulubell.

Mightra: Guys, no, let's not fight. I broke it, Road, let me pay for it.

Road: NO. Who broke it?

Tyki: ... Road? Tryde's been awfully quiet —

Tryde: Really.

Tyki: Yeah, REALLY.

Mightra: OH MY GOD —

*Later, as everyone's fighting*

Road: I broke it. It burned my hand, so I shot it with my candle.

Road: I predict in ten minutes they'll be at each other's throats with war paint on their faces and a pig head on a stick.

Road: ... Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.

#wo W

prowessmarked replied to your post: “I wouldn’t go that way.” She offers, fingers...

“ thank you, but no thank you. ” and he’s just… gonna make his way toward the door.

Oh. That was certainly not a good thing. Not only had she been denied, but now the Exorcist was getting away. “Well, I tried to be reasonable. Save a pretty face. Master will be displeased if I allow you to escape.” And she swings her arm, the matter forming a whip that cracked at him.

“You will not leave, monkey. Dance for me, instead?”

#prowessmarked #main .#>: ( ( ( (#how dar

“I wouldn’t go that way.” She offers, fingers tapping against the bar counter. “A storm is coming from that direction — why don’t you stay here with me, instead? We can have fun.”

#main .#when u can be anyone u want and so u look like whatever u want #B' )#all the faceclaims

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[ W A R ] IS P E A C E [ F R E E D O M ] IS S L A V E R Y [ I G N O R A N C E ] IS S T R E N G T H

#words .

starter @dvtto

Even when she closes her eyes, the mess will not go away. There is a proceeding to sigh, and she looks at the disaster of a mess, then gazing slips towards the cause.

“Must you make a mess of Master’s things?” A momentary pause before she stands and moves closer to inspect the mess. “You are acting as destructively as Skinn had. Has something gone wrong to cause this?”

#dvtto #main .#noah .#yells i just made some things up but if u need something else lemme know #B')))

starter @ccrda

Her regarding of the situation lasts moments before she places her hands against the table at which he is sitting, and observes him for a lone second before speaking up.

“You seem occupied, yet you sit and do nothing. Is something on mind?”

#ccrda #main .#noah .#simple simple simple let me know if you need something else!!

starter @fcnikkusu

Her head is bowed, hood shadowing her face in her showing of respect. They had come sooner than anticipated.

Her voice is soft when she speaks, bringing her head back up to glance at the Exorcist beyond the hood. “Greetings, madame. I presume you are the one they have sent from the Black Order?” Hands lace in front of her and she steps to the side, allowing entrance.

“I am Sister Genevieve. If you would please follow me, I shall take you to the place where we have safely held the necklace. It is what they have sent you here for, so it is of importance that we not delay.”

#fcnikkusu #main .#exorcist .#i hope this is okayyy i did something generic hahah

books-n-quotes

Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Dylan Thomas, In Country Sleep, and Other Poems. (via ryusxnka)

#words .

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master kink list

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bold for a favourite kink, italics for a regular kink, plain for an ehh kink, and crossed out for kinks disliked.

biting, dirty talking, begging, scratching, voyeurism, danger, anal sex, breeding, double penetration, dub-con, breath play, choking, gagging, spanking, slapping, orgasm denial, face fucking, blind folds, physical restraints, wax play, pain play, whips, paddles, knife play, blood play, sexual deprivation, degradation, hair pulling, forced clothing, certain clothing, forced nudity, vanilla sex, collars, hand & fingers.

#nsfw #faces .#nothing is wrong to her #or disliked per se

Lulu-bell speaks French, and equally so her first language is French! Alongside French, her Orphanage also taught English, thus the dual languages she can speak.

However, due to the late age in which she started learning to speak any language, this still affects her at her current time in her occasional inability to formulate proper sentences and her odd mannerisms in speech.

She can read and write better than she can speak, and her improvisational techniques are lacking.

#faces .

When Lulu-bell was a kid (prior to becoming a Noah), she was living in an Orphanage, and there she was actually rather normal. She didn’t despise her life there, and the caretakers were beyond polite. However, she found a fond liking for a certain one, whom she hung around often, and considered her a real mother, as if she hadn’t been put into the system.

When she became a Noah, she slaughtered her in prevention of ”future Sin”.

Her “mother” had also had a blood-daughter whom often hung around Lulu-bell at the time, and the daughter was also slaughtered after her mother. The form that Lulu-bell takes as the Sister or Priestess is the appearance of the slain daughter.

#faces .#headcanons are rad

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#starter call .

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WHILE I’M ALIVE YOU WILL NEVER SLEEP WELL

#words .

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